A letter from August 13th, 2020

Time Travelled — 12 months

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, Hey Keira. It’s currently August 11, 2020. We’re still in the middle of a global pandemic. We started distance learning/online school last Wednesday. So far, everything is okay. We’re filled with fear, maybe even sadness since we haven’t seen our friends or mutuals in so long. Lately, i’ve been binge watching some anime and movies. It’s not as fun as it used to be, since it’s become a hobby at this point. It’s gotten boring, but thankfully our friends have been keeping us company. You’ve gotten rid of those negative and toxic relationships, which is really good. You’re focusing more on yourself. I’m glad school started. It’s been keeping me occupied, although I miss physically attending class. Right now, I’m feeling exhausted and irritated with so much. It might be because I’ve been stuck in this room for 5 months. There’s nothing to do anymore, other than school work. I’m getting worried about how the government and police officials are disrespecting almost everyone, especially people of color and the protesters. Elections are coming up and Trump wants to delay it. It’s so irritable. I’m worried about my future. I'm worried about our future. I’m worried about America’s future. Things have progressively gotten worse as time goes on. Things were already bad enough before self isolation. I miss how things were before this pandemic. Life wasn’t normal, it never was. I do miss having a routine though. It was a daily routine. I would go to school, learn new things everyday. Once I got home, I was able to relax. Now I’m at home at all times. It’s not relaxing whatsoever. Especially with what’s going on in the world. I’m really looking forward to attending class in person again. Human contact makes things feel more normal. Alright, I hope things are doing better in 2021. It’ll be your junior year. Make the best of it if you’re back at school. Don’t take anything for granted anymore. You’ll do great. I’m proud of you. Love, Keira Ruiz.

Epilogue

over 1 year later

Thank you. I’m proud of you too. We’re going to college! Don’t know where, but we’re going....

Certctrhalaiu oll’uy be fo cpoolhsyyg esdatni irnguusp egnniienger. Yoru nwo pssniao ist’ ceebom.
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Ti ey'uvo os raf mead. Weve’ so it afr made. Si eatnml uor trbeet hahlet way. Ergg kailgnt yuo edttasr ot ingaa. Hmi ew owkn i ikel fi ndto’. Ownk i elryla notd’. He ihtere ton’d ouy i wkon if lksie. I’ts a sotinuita cytrki. .
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Niosre faaywlh throhgu si reya. Ionjur did year ohuthg ni awy rttbee ruo we. Uoy btse ya,ko eidrt uyor lilst ’its. .
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Weer we os hreet ddeeetmrin mt?rawla wno mbeemerr ,atwh wkro owh eguss ulctyala wrko we ta ot. Ekrdwo koto some jelobiel at dna erorr job tiral wtih tohenra we u(p,y. ,lua)!fw ot gte ti ipotn aws ew ot tish tub gdamena. .
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Wtnigri this hnkat for oyu. Hleping eewr rerebmme you thwa em ew rof enoc tanhk. Akoy llwe’ be. P(. S. Rutn , 81 ewf in c)klu we a k,wese good.

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